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mike oxlong - babylon lyrics
[intro: mike oxlong & dj humba]
fingers crossed, fingers crossed
shades in the dark, mic ready set go!
[verse 1: mike oxlong]
look, look, people was pushing the t
never k!ll my friend big oxlong, hes like a cousin, tony b
mikes little bites inside the bag cause you got it from me
mike don’t give a f_u_c_k, add up a g
told my relatives, see, i’m not going to college, c
rubik cube to these haters, they can’t understand me
shoplifting in ‘01, mike was surprised to see winona ryder
courteney on heroin while pregnant, baby having sh_tty problems in the diaper
mike’s come_up feel f_cking brighter than a bic lighter
these rappers plankton, all they have in mind is that formula
oh sh_t man, i don’t know what rhymes with formula
sh_t, eminem, bust a rhyme with the word formula
i’d admit, i’m with the f_cking stupid like static_x if you can call
b_tch, if mike don’t take these shrooms, they’ll call him mario, so small
ready to shut your bullsh_t down, like i’m _rs_nio hall
[chorus: mike oxlong & dj humba]
next morning i’ma mexican, next day i’m italian
expectations were high, mike on top of the canyon
kick you out my way like i’m a male horse stallion
mike out in babylon with the child star mob (mob, mob, mob)
its ok, i’ve changed so i don’t bite or rob (rob, rob, rob)
the wine was such a lie to our tongue, we thought it was fraud (fraud, fraud, fraud)
okay, get the f_ck out, its the child star squad
[verse 2: mike oxlong, dj humba]
transform into a jt look_alike to get a dance with nelly furtado
fresh prince of san francisco but mike origins land back at chicago
for one day, i’ll be james carter with a rich taste in the lotto
if he dies then he dies, now ivan drago got me crying
50 minus 22 cents, get rich or f_cking die trying
r kelly just lost connection, now i don’t think he can start flying
from the get_go, mike made the bloodiest rap movie directed by tarantino
little tommy jumping on the couch like a drugged up nino
smashed an mc hammer to his hand, can’t touch this, not in my casino
throw it back to 70’s, everyone hair all chino
blew your brains out in front of the headless pigs like christopher
don’t pull any punches, this b_tch is not a prisoner
mike tyson knocking people out cold, f_ck the air conditioner
see no evil but hear no evil, in a f_cking car wash with richard pryor
nah, it’s just the drugs reminiscing from a year prior
mike got skeletons in his closet, halloween’s wearing a wire
oui oui, it’s true what they say about milli vanilli
mike would take a f_cking break doing the jiggy
the way he acted in that interview, willie
the red peppers were getting her chili
[chorus: mike oxlong & dj humba]
next morning i’ma mexican, next day i’m italian
expectations were high, mike on top of the canyon
kick you out my way like i’m a male horse stallion
mike out in babylon with the child star mob (mob, mob, mob)
its ok, i’ve changed so i don’t bite or rob (rob, rob, rob)
the wine was such a lie to our tongue, we thought it was fraud (fraud, fraud, fraud)
okay, get the f_ck out, its the child star squad
okay, get the f_ck out, its the child star squad
[verse 3: mike oxlong]
seven people living in the same place, this officially a full house
elvis might of stole rock n’ roll, but stole a young heart while at a jailhouse
2006, forget drake & josh and let’s move onto the mickey mouse clubhouse
dancing with the devil, mike comes over to hand overdoses
ese lash out as a leader but they like it, gimme the guns n’ roses
writing an entire f_cking novel about industry’s open doors and closes
dougie howser with medical marijuana, california screamin’
finishing your career scandal, mike was just dreaming
wall street coke snorters, just know these motherf_ckas never ever cleaning
major league player they need is tommy devito
who knew that a penguin can do so much sh_t, danny devito
for b_tches and rappers, my tools and my hammer aren’t available at home depot
showed up in pete rose’s mlb ban, with a tuxedo
heading to rehabs at my teens, i’m the male drew barrymore
punch a motherf_cka in his face, guess i’m the male demi moore
sorry but an run_in with any women, swear this will be another chore
[chorus: mike oxlong & dj humba]
next morning i’ma mexican, next day i’m italian
expectations were high, mike on top of the canyon
kick you out my way like i’m a male horse stallion
mike out in babylon with the child star mob (mob, mob, mob)
its ok, i’ve changed so i don’t bite or rob (rob, rob, rob)
the wine was such a lie to our tongue, we thought it was fraud (fraud, fraud, fraud)
okay, get the f_ck out, its the child star squad
okay, get the f_ck out, its the child star squad
okay, get the f_ck out, its the child star squad
[outro: dj humba]
f_ck man, we at the f_cking table
dj humba and mike oxlong putting it on the table!
nickelodeon crew on this table too!
w, w, w, w, bury no hatchet!
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